Mommy says no candy. “It’ll rot yo’ teeth.”
Daddy says no Tank tops, “You aint no piece of meat.”
Battered down and broken
Never swung a fist
…it’s the inner battle,
The one no one knows exists
Mommy says no candy. “It’ll rot yo’ teeth.”
Daddy says no Tank tops, “You aint no piece of meat.”
Battered down and broken
Never swung a fist
…it’s the inner battle,
The one no one knows exists
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Pg,
It reminded me of Jamaica Kincaid’s “Girl.”
https://youtu.be/PGPFc_lhaLM?si=t0l2pT1wRmKhCPs2